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a book is one of the fonts of joy available to us

a good man is intelligent, and a bad man is also an idiot. Moral and intellectual characteristics go together

death is a life lived. Life is a death to come

doubt is one of the names of intelligence

dying is a habit that people have

every word has been, at sometime, a neologism

football is popular because stupidity is popular

for some communists, if you are an anticommunist, you are a fascist. This is so incomprehensible as to say that if you are not a catholic, you are a mormon

guilt lasts as long as the feeling of remorse

heaven and hell seem out of proportion to me: the actions of men do not deserve so much

I believe that some day we will deserve to be free of governments

I committed the worst sin ever: I was not happy

I don\'t drink alcohol. But not because of virtue, but because there is a drink which I like better, and that is water

I know nothing of today\'s literature. For some time now my contemporary writers have been the Greeks

I never intended to get close to the people with my writings. Actually, I never intended to get close to anybody

in general, every country has the language it deserves

in my times there were no best-sellers, and we could not prostitute ourselves. There was nobody wanting to buy our prostitution

it was his fate, as it is for all men, to live through hard times

let others brag about the pages they have written; I\'m proud of those I\'ve read

maybe Ethics is a science that has disappeared from the whole world. It does not matter, we will have to invent it again

nothing is built on stone; all is built on sand, but we must build as if the sand were stone

one is not what one is for that which one writes, but for that which one has read

patriotism is the least discerning of the passions

reality is what the majority sees as reality

the original is unfaithful to the translation

to arrange a library is a silent way of carrying on the art of critique

to love our enemies (as the Gospel asks) is not a job for men, but for angels

unfortunately, it is possible to be in love at the age of eighty. Actually, I write to forget about love

we are our own memory, we are that chimerical museum of changing shapes, that heap of broken mirrors

when you fall asleep, you forget yourself. And when you wake up, you remember yourself

where are you going, Ivan? I\'m going to Minsk. You lie, Ivan! You tell me you\'re going to Minsk to make me believe you\'re going to Moscow, but you\'re really going to Minsk. You lie, Ivan!